When I first saw this, I had a brief moment of joy as the irrational part of my brain took over and told the rest of my brain, “At long last! The network has seen fit to restore this show to its rightful place on television!”
Then I realized that the irrational part of my brain had been drinking again and the rest of my brain quickly shut him down. The depression that followed soon after was short-lived, yet terrifying.
I miss you, Magnum. I miss you so hard.
